Walled cities appeared before Fang Shu's eyes, with buildings a hundred feet tall everywhere he looked, bustling and prosperous.
As Fang Shu surveyed them, the astonishment in his eyes grew more pronounced.
Such sights were commonplace in immortal estates, but rare indeed in mortal cities.
In particular, he noticed that the people moving through those tall buildings were all mortals, with only an occasional Refining Essence cultivator among them.
He thought to himself, Is this Moral Profound Teaching genuinely benevolent, or merely pretending?
With a succession of whooshes, he swept past city after city, then suddenly flew over a vast stretch of farmland.
It was late autumn now. Ordinarily, the fields should have been rather barren, yet these were lush and green, brimming with life.
Looking elsewhere, Fang Shu also discovered cultivators moving through the fields, some operating magical artifacts and others casting talismans.
There was even a Foundation Establishment cultivator hovering a thousand feet above the ground, holding a waterskin-like artifact that was sending out banks of rain clouds with a rushing sound.
Even when Fang Shu passed beside him, the man did not look his way, but continued working.
In just a few blinks, thousands of yards of fertile fields had been thoroughly watered, and vigorous vitality rose from beneath the soil.
Such conduct astonished Fang Shu all the more.
There was nothing unusual about Foundation Establishment cultivators farming. But he carefully examined the thousands of yards of fields below, and they were-
not spiritual land at all. They did not even contain more than a few wisps of spiritual energy. These were unmistakably mortal fields.
Within the territory of the Moral Profound Teaching, Foundation Establishment cultivators actually deigned to summon clouds and rain for mortals?!
Soon, as Fang Shu continued deeper into the Moral Profound Teaching's territory,